"alive?" the middle-aged man and woman beside him were a little confused. it seemed that this was the first time they had encountered such a situation.
mohawk, who was the first to speak, asked another question. the bald young man added in a thick voice:
"i need them alive. i have use for them. as for the pets ... i'll have to trouble you to kill them!"
"hehe, i know."
mohawk was relieved. he clenched his fist and knocked on his chest armor twice, making a "bang bang" sound. then he shouted fiercely,
"da gouzi, watch him closely, don't let him escape!"
his words were actually directed at the bird in the sky!
if it wasn't for the fact that the situation was critical, bai wushang would have asked him how he came up with such a cool and unique name.
the body of a peak-stage mature swift-toothed winged bird was no longer than three meters.
